Chasing the faraway
beyond the first snow
of enchanting winter
open doors
to lost magic
that always belonged,
in you
Chasing the faraway
beyond the first snow
of enchanting winter
open doors
to lost magic
that always belonged,
in you
I am a dreamer and a writer who loves to ponder on the words of the soul.
November 17, 2015 at 10:13 am
beautiful words, Neha
November 17, 2015 at 10:13 am
Thank you so much Thomas 🙂
November 17, 2015 at 10:14 am
you are welcome, Neha 🙂
November 17, 2015 at 10:52 am
Oh that is another beautiful one, Neha! 🙂
November 17, 2015 at 10:54 am
Thank you so much my friend 🙂
November 17, 2015 at 10:59 am
My pleasure 🙂
November 17, 2015 at 10:59 am
❤ ❤
November 17, 2015 at 11:18 am
💖 💖 💖
November 17, 2015 at 11:20 am
Wonderful! 🙂
November 17, 2015 at 11:21 am
Thank you so much Radhika 🙂
November 17, 2015 at 11:35 am
Lovely poem and image.
November 17, 2015 at 11:37 am
Thank you so much ❤